Sorry

Sorry

Unfortunately, I will not be able to do the requests I've listed as the person who requested them had been extremely rude to me and I will not write these out for some one who's been so mean.

But that does mean that requests are up again!! Request away!

Poe Dameron? More like Poe DAMNeron.

Hello. I must say, that I love your works about Udo and I'd like to ask you for one, where Udo falls for highborn female human reader, who saved Dark Fey child from soldiers, when it came to close to border of Ulstead and Moors. She did it, because she has a gentle heart and didn't want them to hurt an innocent kid, although it was a Fey. Sorry for any errors. English is not my mother tounge.

Sure! It'll take a while, but I'm determined to get this done.

Borra headcannons: Divine

- Being born a witch had many perks: you learned how to heal people, how to bring joy into people's lives, and even how to use some of your spells for your own amusement.

- But it also came with the stereotype that all witches were the devils mistresses, and worked in his name. It was a stereotype that you were determined to break.

- You worked hard for over a hundred years, dedicating your life to this, and yes, you've convinced many lands and people that you work in the name of nature, but not all could be convinced.

- Aurora called you in because she heard of you working so hard to prove your faith was pure and just, and wanted to help now that she was Queen of Ulstead.

- She assigned Borra to protect you, as you received many death threats from the residents who accused you of using your magic to trick Aurora.

- Borra was weary of you. After all, you radiated the same powerful energy as Maleficent, maybe even more, and kept his eye on you.

". . .What?"

"Your power. . .it feels unnatural."

". . .I am a witch, what do you expect?"

- lowkey loves your snarky comments, despite the fact that he's supposed to not like you

- But you were hiding something: you weren't. . .you

- Yes, you were born with your own personality and kind heart, but you were actually the reincarnation of Queen Faralyn - the goddess of Witchcraft.

- It resulted in you having immense power and you confessed this to Aurora and Phillip, who appreciated your honesty, and it actually put Borra a bit more at ease.

- Your romance with him didn't start until you saved his life.

- Poachers were still a thing and there was a high price for Borras' wings and horns, and they decided to strike at dawn.

- You awoke to the sound of Borra yelling in the Moors, and immediately teleported there to see him being held down by an iron trap, two poachers holding iron daggers to him.

- You levitated the trap off of him and threw it into the river, and as the poachers came at you, you snapped your fingers and they immediately fell to their knees as a searing pain went through out their entire bodies.

- "You monsters. You humans will never learn, will you?!"

- But Borra stopped you before you could kill them, and they ran off in fear while you tried to process what you almost did.

- He owed his life to you and thanked you for it, thinking how hot you looked angry

- You spent a lot of time together, sharing your beliefs and culture, and you ended up growing strong feelings for him.

- You never told him this, but when a female witch falls in love, she gives gifts to him to show her appreciation and love.

- this motherfucker found out and confronted you about it, not knowing that you thought that he was rejecting you and you started crying.

- P A N I C

- OH SHIIIIIT

- He doesn't deal with crying well and he just kissed you

- You were confused, pulling away, and he happily returned your feelings. You then decided to reciprocate that kiss.

- After a year of kisses, cuddles, loving eachother and respecting your cultures, you proposed to him.

- "Borra, as leader of my heart and love of my life, I ask you to accept me as yours and I will accept you as mine. Will you marry me?"

- low-key mad that he didn't get to propose to you

- But he said yes and you both eloped. You never liked big weddings and Borra didn't like the feeling of all his people and the entire kingdom watching him kiss you.

- You ended up having four kids holy shit

- Three girls and one boy, who all were born with their fathers wings and horns, and all girls with their fathers personality but your son had yours.

(Requested by @nathanhort95)

HOBBIT

Also taking requests for the Hobbit series!!!

There's not enough imagines/headcannons on here, and that needs to change.

Borra x Anna

(Requested by @mochacake2016)

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"Hello, little bird. It's your daddy again. I wanted to ask you a teensy little favor. Just a tiny one. Your mummy isn't getting a lot of sleep at night because you're quite the fire cracker, reminds me of someone I know," His amber eyes glanced up at you, and you giggled as his hand remained on your stomach.

"Can you do that for me, little Fey?" He hummed, and in response, your child kicked at his hand and he smiled fondly.

"I think that was a no, my love," You sighed.

"She's going to be a wild one. Maybe she'll even be in the Royal Guard," He suggested, getting up and helping you off your chair.

"She? I think it's more of a boy," He sighed.

"Come on, Borra, I'm seven months along and every person we have met says that they know it's going to be a boy. What's the problem with having a boy?" You asked, hands on your hips.

"I. . I've just always wanted a girl. Boys are more likely to go towards their mothers, and I want a little girl who will turn to me for anything."

"You want a daddy's girl?" You questioned.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Borra. I didn't realize that-"

"Don't fret, my love. We may have better luck next time," He smirked, and you playfully smacked his arm.

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You sat there, sobbing uncontrollably in your bed.

You knew that your love for Borra stretched beyond just physical appearance, and you knew you would love your little boy or girl no matter the species they came out to be, but would the world love them?

Will the world treat them with kindness and give them the same opportunities as anyone else? Or will they be shunned for possibly being born with horns and wings? Will they be bullied and hurt by the world for being different?

You were so caught up in your own anxiety and stress that you didn't even notice that Borra had been calling your name.

"Anna!" You finally snapped out of it when he grabbed you by your shoulders and you looked at your beloved with tears in your eyes.

"Oh Borra," You choked up, and he sat down and cradled you in his chest. He let you cry until you calmed down and he held your cheek in his hand.

"Tell me what's going on, little bird," You loved how gentle and vulnerable he could be with you. He was patient and loving, and you know he will show the same side to your child, but you worry if he'll let bullying or the harshness of the world strike your child without lashing out in rage.

"I-I. . .I'm terrified."

"Of what?" He asked.

"Of how the world will react to our baby."

He fell silent. The worry and the stress getting to him and he understood it all.

"What if they are born without wings, but horns? Or wings, but no horns? Or just a human? We do not know how the Fey will react, or how the humans will, and Borra it fucking terrifies me," You expressed, and he did nothing but listen.

"Or a birth defect? Our child will be the first of its kind, so we have no prior experience or knowledge of what to do. . .I love my baby, but I fear what kind of fire we will start by bringing it into this world," You sniffled, rubbing your stomach and Borra lay his hand upon yours.

"The Fey will help."

You looked up at him.

"I feared this a while ago, and brought it up to the Fey and Queen Aurora. The Fey agreed that they will help in any way that they can to make our child feel the most comfortable and at home, and Aurora will decree that any discrimination to Fey or humans or any cross-breed will be met with the heaviest punishment. And whatever we cannot protect them from, they will grow and learn from it," He explained, bringing you such relief and joy as you lovingly kissed your husband.

"I love you so much, my Fey," You smiled, your forehead against his.

"And I you, my little bird."